Jeannine Gailey — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 04:48:00 +0000

All righty, I said I was gonna do this poem-a-day thing, even though I’ve just been slammed with ten million assignments at once, right?
So I wrote a poem and debated whether or not to post it, because it’s fairly personal, and I don’t write a ton of this kind of poem. But in the spirit, here it is. It will self-destruct tomorrow…

Other People’s Children

Poof!

And because I don’t want you to get bored with all these poems, as a bonus, I’m providing mini-reviews of books from my review stack as well!
First up, Rebecca Livingston’s Your Ten Favorite Words!

(I usually dislike it when male critics use words like “saucy” to describe a woman’s book of poetry, but nonetheless:)
Rebecca Livingston’s collection (from Coconut Books) of flirtatious, saucy, edgy-with-a-LangPo-twist poems provides portraits of an American woman coming to terms with her country, her lovers, her culture, and yes, her words and herself. Read to entertain yourself, to take a look inside Livingston’s fun-house mirror, reflections of the tawdry and tender.
An excerpt from one of my favorite poems in the book, “Wifely Attempt at a Poem:”
“His poems only poemified my thighs and didn’t
mention I was trying to be a choice wife
while fists floundered, tongues clamped…
There was a poetry reading held in a boneyard that
onlookers mistook for a peep show
It should have been obvious
The aggrieved circled, fingered
my thoughtful frocks of fraught…”

Rebecca Livingston – Webbish6